She was all mine.
She walked right through the door.
She was all mine.
Walsed across the floor like she was all mine.
Like someone I would adore, she was all mine.
She was all mine.
Perfect time, a perfect place, she was all mine.
Like a memory I can't erase, she was all mine.
Like the past I finally faced, she was all mine.
And,
oh,
everything I ever wanted,
what took you so long?
And,
oh,
I never knew what I wanted until you came along and made up my mind.
She was all mine.
She was all mine.
Like the wind that fills my sail,
she was all mine.
Like a memory in a wishing well,
she was all mine.
Only a dream a child could tell,
she was all mine.
And, oh,
everything I ever wanted,
what took you so long?
And, oh,
everything I ever wanted until you came along and made up my mind.
She was all mine.
She was all mine.
She was all mine.
And it's known that your door is always
open and your path is free to walk.
I pretend to leave my sleeping bag
rolled up in stash behind your couch.
And it's known I'm not shackled by forgotten words and
bonds and the ink stains that are dried up on some line.
And it's known that the wind that keeps you
in the back roads by the rivers of my memory,
that keeps you ever gentle on my mind.
She was all mine.
She was all mine.
She was all mine.